A Bible study that I’m walking through right now is focused on the Sermon on the Mount. I’ve read this section of passages a million times, but something about diving deeper and slowing down to read such a monumental moment in the Bible has taught me more than I could imagine.
In the Bible there are many references to salt. We have heard for so long that as believers we are the salt of the Earth!
But then we did a further dive. Something we talked about was when Lot’s wife was turned into a pillar of salt when she looked back at Sodom. I don’t think I’ve ever thought about how weird that is? Or what the significance is?
As we discussed, I learned how salt works in three ways: as a preservative, as a purifier, and to make food more palatable.
God turned Lot’s wife into a pillar of salt because if He had allowed her to escape in her heart she would have preserved Sodom’s wickedness in her heart and potentially allowed that wickedness to spread once she escaped. Thus, He makes her a memorial for the preservation of evil.
Am I Lot’s wife? Am I preserving my sin, looking back longing for the past that wasn’t fixed on Jesus but was focused on myself?
I want to be preserving who Jesus has called me to be. I want to purify my heart. I want those around me to see how palatable the love of Jesus is. I want to be the salt of the Earth.
Remember Lot’s wife! Whoever tries to keep their life will lose it, and whoever loses their life will preserve it. – Luke 17:32-33
Are we looking forward or turning back to our past? Which will we choose today? I pray I choose life, the joy and peace that comes with our Savior and His love. I hope I turn from my past not glancing back because nothing is more satisfying than Jesus.
What if our lives were so saturated with Jesus that we looked different than the rest of the world? By bringing “salt” to our lives we can preserve the work Jesus is doing in each of us. Dive deeper into His Word. Have friends that will hold you accountable. Get plugged into a Bible study. Celebrate the little moments like they’re big.
xo,
msv
Mary Spencer Veazey 